User blog comment:Lordsunflash/The War For Mossflower/@comment-3135907-20110914172846/@comment-3135907-20110914173910

Both weasels chuckle grimly. "Yew wouln' want ter know, `stoo `orrible fer a young stoatie's brain."
 * "Right that is, Rasky." What is keel`aulin', Rasky? whispers Figger, too low for Skorab to hear. '"I dunno, mate, Rasky whispers back. Summat wot `as ter do with ship's hauls an' torturin', I know dat much. Don' ask me, ask a searat!"'